And the boxes of puppies.
Seriously, the beauty and the discomfort are completely unparalleled in my life up to this point.
Hanna, my Danish companion of the morning, told me that the Camino is divided into three parts. The first is called the Way of Death. I can vouch for that. Eduardo, my Italian friend and sports physician says that I have tendonitis in my right foot. Whatever it is, it makes each step on the downhill and level plain feel like a weightlifter is crushing my foot.
And then, I see fields of Basque horses, their neck bells jangling merrily, their whinnies climbing the breeze like eagles soaring on updrafts. It´s all so stimulating.
Now, tonight in Pamplona, after a day of speaking Spanish, Italian, Danish, and English, and drinking and eating our way through vino tinto and pinchos galore, I return to the Albergue, Jesus and Maria, which is in an old 17th century Jesuit church. They have made sleeping areas for us in the nave and we literally will dream in the boat to the heavens tonite.
Who can feel their feet when the spirit is soaring aloft.
What lovely Basque ponies, and the box of puppies made me "eeeee" out loud at their cuteness. I think you should take one as your travel companion on the trail, and then back to Oregon.
ReplyDeleteTerrible news about the tendinitis. Ask your doctor friend if you should delay your walk and stay at a friend's until your foot heals. I mean, you don't want to make it worse. Hugs!
Puppies and ponies! Love them both! I remember when you were a little girl... every time you saw a horse you would squeal "Neighna! Neighna!" You must be having an amazing time!
ReplyDeleteSo sorry about your tendinitis. Can you do anything about it other than stop walking? Love you, Darling! oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
A BOX of puppies? I want one of those rather than chocolates on the next candy holiday. -wink
ReplyDeleteSending healing thoughts your way.